Stronger in the Morning
Bird songs are born at dawn,
on the heels of the night
when the morning shows its face
Pearls sheened with no wear;
a parcel full of hope and grace

How is it when the morning comes,
everything feels stronger to me?
The panic of the night subsides
When you're lying next to me
All through the haunting hours,
My mind is filled and fraught with danger
Talk to myself in the light of the TV stations,
Faceless strangers

How is it when the morning comes,
everything feels stronger to me?
The panic of the night subsides
When you're lying next to me
Out on the front porch,
I listen to the chorus of the dawn
Breathe in the air and the light
And the softness of the rising sun

How is it when the morning comes,
everything feels stronger to me?
The panic of the night subsides
When you're lying next to me